NOW I'M SIXTY-FOUR

I’m getting older, grey in my hair

Slimmer then than now

Every year you still send me a nice valentine,

Birthday flowers, some bottles of wine.

I can stay out til quarter to three

But fall, exhausted through the door!

Do you still need me, can you afford to feed me

Now I’m sixty-four?

You are ageing too!

But, if the truth be told -

I’m older than you!

Still fit and randy, blowing my fuse

Your mojo hasn’t gone;

I could be knitting sweaters by the fireside –

But I’d go nuts! Let’s go for a ride!

I love my garden, though it’s full of weeds

I should get out some more!

Glad you still need me as my boss has freed me

Now I’m sixty-four!

Every summer we would rent a cottage near the Isle of Wight

Now it’s much too dear;

Though we scrimp and save

To treat the grandkids on my knee –

None of them called Dave.

No need to argue, we understand fine

Each other’s point of view;

Still we’re finding plenty to discuss each day,

Enthusiasm’s not wasting away!

Are you still my toyboy now my figure has gone?

Mine for evermore?

If you still need me, I’ll go where you lead me

Now I’m sixty-four!